It Is No Small Thing to Sparkle
(Mary Oliver)
a quadrille
This title begs to be a poem,
and today, perhaps,
it will write itself—
About
blue-green oceans
receding relentlessly.
About
foam left behind
upon the sandy shore.
About
the shimmery bubble
that holds inside
a universe
full of the life
and brilliant colors
of creation.
Linked to dVerse’s Monday Prompt to write a Quadrille, a poem of 44 words, no more, no less, using this week’s prompt using the word, BUBBLE. Take a chance and have a lot of fun.
The title of this poem is from Mary Oliver’s poem, Four Sonnets, which I read this morning in her latest book of poetry, Felicity.
Colors Bubble
uP inNer
uS freEinG
wE aWay
from fear
Waves surf
Ocean
UniVerse
DeliGhtshores
SpRinkLinG liGht..:)
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I really enjoyed the process….how the title blossomed so naturally into a a beautiful poem.
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Bubbles are no small things…but rainbows
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A wonderful title for your uplifting piece.
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A lovely poem!
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Wow, I really enjoyed this poem…just lovely..a universe full of life.
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gorgeous…
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Beautiful, Victoria! From the apparent emptiness to a full universe of creation! Stunning.
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Love how you took us from the vastness of the ocean to the tiny bubble which issuing contains colour and life.
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Sitting on the deck here in St George Bermuda, I watch the waves and see the foam. Excellent description of its beauty and its mysteries!
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Poems really do write themselves sometimes, but this one shows the grasp of a poet full of love of life. I love the way someone else’s line can set a spark to our own writing.
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This is so fantastic. It should be in books, on walls, and definitely memorized.
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Gorgeous.
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Smooth…
That title was indeed begging to be a poem. And you made it happy, happy, happy… and beautiful.
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That’s a great title that you borrowed from Mary Oliver, Victoria…and I so agree, it was begging for a poem to be written and I love what you did with it.
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Bubbles have always fascinated me, and your poem capures that feeling so well.
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Oh, those bubbles – when you look at them- do hold a universe, don’t they? I just love looking at all the colors that are reflected in just one single bubble.
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Your sparkly bubbles do indeed tell a tale. A world of creation inside out
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How inspiring to read Victoria ~ You reminded us that everywhere is a wonderful color of life ~
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I love the flow of this poem Victoria, beautifully done.
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Oh, how beautiful, Victoria. The title DOES beg to be a poem. And the poem sparkles.
Bubbles DO hold their own universes, don’t they? I love this.
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I really love how you went from the title to the creation.. Those wonderful colors of the sea.. My toes begged for warm sand reading your words.
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